The roar of the sunlit freeway
And the wail of catastrophic collisions
Sully the sanctity of precious perfection
How profane the assault of engines on our senses
Where is the tranquil and serene?
Is there a map to Eden?
We need a respite from the bombastic bluster
There must be a route to lightness through heaven
An extended trip to blissful beginnings
Under shade trees of Saturday with drizzles from below
Misty laughter and fuzziness all around
Find the route to gorgeous nights of sexy freedom
Leave behind the metal and the mashings
Say farewell to jack hammering hate speech
Time to savor the delicious laughter
In the long thrilling afternoons of kisses